Almost as much as i've missed taking pictures with a real camera.
I'd forgotten how therapeutic this is for me.
Hey, have i mentioned lately how much i love living in Berlin?
I love living in Berlin.
Our life here is awesome, and there are such great people in it.
Yesterday i hung out with a (new) friend for about nine hours, just walking around, drinking coffee, and eating food. We even went to a bar, with Lucifer of course!
That never happened in Denmark. Nobody ever has time to just hang out in Copenhagen, unless of course you send them a written request two weeks in advance, or agree to meet before the devil puts his shoes on (sorry, that one works better in Danish... it means early, ok?)
It's not that people don't work hard here, or that they aren't busy. I don't know what it is exactly, but i love it.
And i love that our friends and family from Denmark don't mind coming down here to visit once in a while.
I guess it's also pretty great for them to always have a place to stay in Berlin!
I'm finding it a little hard to follow my last post, cause i love those pictures so much, so here's something completely different. Old pictures! Mostly of people!
These are from the London Tattoo Convention last September.
I actually got the film developed rather quickly after coming home, but they gave it to me on paper instead of a CD, and when i asked them to scan my negatives, they couldn't.
And then the whole travel nightmare continued and i never had the time, until last week.
I love and hate going to that convention. It's so great to see friends from all over the world, usually friends we only get to see that one time a year, but at the same time, it's so fucking stressful working there, and i'm obviously not great with large gatherings and social situations in general (hello agoraphobia!) but at least that part has gotten a lot easier since i discovered an anxiety medication.
This was one of the better conventions, even though i got so sick that i completely lost my voice.
Allan did a lot of rose hand tattoos, we hung out with good friends, and i didn't panic much.
We even went to dinner at a real restaurant one night, and that's pretty unusual.
I can't say i'm excited about the next convention, cause i never really am, but i dread it less and less each year.
Who knows, if we ever stay at a different hotel, i may end up liking it?